Our second day in France was just about as uneventful as our first. After a breakfast of paracetemol we hit the road south. It was a cloudless day, and the heat was shimmering. Herself was a red as a beetroot … Continue reading →
When I was away, all I heard from home was complaints about the weather. While I was basking in thirty degree sunshine, you lot were bitching about the cold and the rain. I expected to arrive back in Ireland and … Continue reading →
I am rightly pissed off. I have been back for a few days now and I can’t get my head into gear. I’m very happy to be back in my own bed [the French one was unbelievably soft – I … Continue reading →
Our first day in France involved the longest single drive of the holiday. We had to drive from Roscoff in Brittany down to Poitiers, which as everyone knows, is a French town named after an American actor. I love driving … Continue reading →
